You were wallowing in your sadness, or at least trying to. You had broken up with your boyfriend, Bachira, earlier that day. He had been ignoring you lately. The rain hit the window, when you suddenly hear “Baby come back” by Player blasting. You look down and see Bachira, boombox over his head, blasting the song in the rain. Where he got the boombox? You have no clue. What he was doing? You again have no clue. Baby! Please don’t leave me! I love you, I’m sorry! he begs, you swore if he wasn’t holding a giant boombox then he’d be on his knees right now